The wooden stake in Guo Fan's hand was originally used to hang the military flag of the guards, but later it was abandoned, which was more than five meters long.

As for the material, it is a cypress that can withstand the erosion of wind and sand for ten years, and the sword is slashed hard without damage.

He stretched out his arm and swept back and forth, and guarded the ten-meter wall, occupying a considerable position.

The Beirong people are strong in their bodies, especially those who charge, each wearing double armor and have amazing defense.

But Guo Fan was hit by the head and his brain burst immediately.

Even if it hits the chest, the armor defense is useless, and the entire upper body becomes a meat pie.

The scimitar and spear were blocked forward and all broke on the spot.

After a few swept, three broken bodies were left behind and four Beirong soldiers appeared to fly away.

As for the bow and arrow...

He has a powerful and powerful body, a fierce tiger, and a stunning physique. He has weak strength and can bounce it away with his skin and flesh alone.

The powerful ones knocked lightly and flew up high, not close to you at all.

But although he was fierce, he blocked at most two gaps.

Just after cleaning up this side, two northern soldiers rushed up in the other direction.

"Length of Armor!"

The horse rushed to block the gun with a random shot, and looked back and yelled.

"call……"

A flash of eyes, Guo Fan rushed over with a wooden stake in his hand.

The huge wooden stake in his hand was like a toy in a child's hand, and it was very unreal.

But when the wind was dancing, the fierce wind was not fake at all.

"Crazy..."

In the body, the qi and blood are stirring like waves.

Guo Fan's muscles were shaking, and every breath and every movement burst out with terrifying force.

Even a real tiger is afraid it is far inferior to him!

As soon as the wooden stake was lifted, the two Beirong people flew high and were smashed down before they even reached the peak.

"Bang!"

The hard rammed earth wall immediately had two shallow pits in multiple places.

Even the corpse was covered in blood.

Fortunately, he knew that the heads of the Beirong soldiers could be exchanged for money, and their heads were quite complete.

"Mr. Cao, a clever plan!"

In the Beirong Army formation, the young general Banda was laughing: "Without any effort, let the people of Daliang kill each other. This is what the gentleman said, "

"Sir, I'm sorry."

Mr. Cao smiled lightly and bowed his hands, not surprised by honor and disgrace.

"It's all small tricks to wipe out the world. In the end, you will win with your strength and should raise an invincible soldier."

"Sir, I'm humble."

Banda waved his hand with a smile: "I read the Daliang army book and was deeply impressed by a sentence. The way to use troops is to attack the heart as the best, and to attack the city as the best; to fight the heart as the best, and to fight the soldiers as the best."

"I didn't understand the meaning at the beginning, but Mr. Today taught me a lesson with practical actions!"

"In Banda's opinion, the talent of Mr. can be the chief assistant!"

"Sir, joking."

Even if Mr. Cao is so cunning, he will inevitably show joy on his face.

He waved his hand gently and said, "Cao Mouzhi's talent is nothing, he is just bullying some illiterate border troops."

"Ha ha……"

Banda laughed: "I can't read, can Mr. Cao talk about my brothers who only know how to hunt?"

"Mr. Cao dare not."

Mr. Cao bowed, but the smile on his lips remained unabated.

He knew that Banda looked down on his brothers from the bottom of his heart, and he said so to his preference.

"grown ups!"

At this time, a man suddenly rushed over in front of him and knelt on the ground in panic: "Sir, something is wrong."

"how?"

Banda's face darkened.

The person who came was breathing heavily, reached out to point at Baoningdun behind and said, "Attack... can't attack!"

"waste!"

Banda was furious and whipped it hard.

"There are only a few Daliang people left above, and they are probably injured by internal fighting. You said you can't attack?"

"grown ups!"

The person who came was in pain, but he didn't dare to dodge, but just gritted his teeth and said, "It's not that my subordinates didn't have their hearts, but..."

“But what?”

Banda glared at the other party, and had to tear his life if he didn't say a reasonable reason.

"But the enemy is too strong!"

The visitor raised his head and looked frightened: "The people we rushed up were all killed by him!"

"Um?"

Banda frowned and looked up at Baoningdon above.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and it was a little far away, so I couldn't see the situation above clearly.

But the scene of the Northern Rong soldiers being picked up and shot down was clearly visible.

"It should be that Daliang Warrior."

Mr. Cao took a step forward at the right time and guessed: "Since that man can kill six cavalrymen with bare hands, he may not be able to do it."

"Um."

Banda nodded slowly, but his face could not stretch.

He did not believe what the soldier said before after surviving Guo Ke.

An empty-handed man in Daliang actually killed seven Beirong cavalrymen, which was talking about a dream.

But now, it is really possible depending on the situation!

"If you can kill my brother, you must be a powerful general, but Banda is here today to kill him and take revenge."

"superior!"

He waved his hand and said, "Add twenty more people, the archer does not need to save the bow and arrow. He will attack with all his might and use his life to comfort my brother's spirit in heaven!"

"yes!"

The subordinate followed the order and immediately arranged twenty people again, without any cover, and rushed up directly.

This time, the troops were still divided into three groups and six groups went together.

"Peng!"

On the wall, Guo Fan's body leaped continuously, and the wooden stakes in his hand hit out one after another.

In front of him, there was no general in the Beirong soldiers, and each blow from the wooden stake could almost take one person's life.

"Oh……"

With a loud roar, a strong man wearing armored man with a small dreadlocked head as he leaped onto the wall with a large snowflake axe.

The strong man had a dark face, a thick waist, and was astonishingly large as axe in his hand.

He glanced at the corpses everywhere in the field, his eyes turned red, and he roared and rushed towards Guo Fan.

"call!"

The axe slashed down, and the strong wind whistled.

“Um…”

Guo Fan turned around and raised his eyebrows: "Born of divine power?"

Although he was a little surprised, his hands were not slow at all. He swept away one person and waved his stake and broke his body to strike.
To be continued...